Running in all fours through the twisting maze of burrows he had created, Blatt the Wretched was filled with terror and panic.
The world around him was falling to pieces.
Or perhaps, it had always been that way, and this final straw was what had made it all finally come undone.
The Redscale Colony was a strange place. A patchwork creation filled with creatures and beasts from far and wide.
Insects and vermin. Furry beasts and scaly monsters. Even flying creatures and a few amphibians...
It was supposed to be a colorful and unique place.
And perhaps it would come to be this way given enough time.
However, as things stood, it had only become more and more of a nightmare for creatures like him.
Small, pitiful creatures like him that survived of eating grubs and being ready to run at any moment.
He had thought that staying out of the plains and hunting grounds would be much safer. However, even in the Colony, his once large brood was now reduced to just him.
